Page 67 of Rivals

My fingers tentatively touch the sensitive skin and my fingers do come back bloody. Then something else happens. The blood runs off my jaw and splatters on her chest. The sight of her skin with my blood over it makes my dick even harder than it was before. I glance at her but her eyes are also on her skin, where my fingers are now moving through the blood, smearing it into her skin like she’s my personal canvas. Riley’s heart beats under my fingers, the pulse point in her neck is practically throbbing.

“You like that, don’t you?”

She meets my eyes, her cheeks tinge pink, but her eyes are hooded and dark. “Mhm.”

I chuckle, but the sound is more dangerous than lively. “My filthy little puck slut. You like being covered in my blood.”

“Reign,” she says my name, but it sounds more like a moan and all I really hear is please fuck me.

I force myself off the bed and pull my sweatpants and briefs off before running my hands along her bare legs and gently pull her panties down, my eyes eating up every inch of skin and her perfect pink pussy. My fingers immediately begin running through her soaking wet folds. She cries out softly, her gaze desperate and pleading. Giving her what she needs, I glide my fingers across her clit and gently thrust inside her tight heat.

Riley’s fingers grip the sheets and her hips tilt up. Her eyes flutter while my fingers continue to pump in and out of her. “You look so good like this, Riles. Making my fingers glisten, your cheeks flushed, the come-fuck-me eyes.”

“I need you Reign,” she moans.

Needing no more encouragement, I pull my slicked fingers from inside her, gripping her thighs and flipping us so she’s over me. I help her shimmy up my sides until her body is hovering over my face. “Sit down and let me eat, babe. I’m starving.”

My hands hold her hips and I lower her down. My tongue slides through her folds instantly, tasting her arousal and musky flavor. I groan out loud, watching as her head tilts back and she bites her bottom lip.

“Baby,” she breathes out the nickname and it turns me feral. I dive into her pussy like it’s the last meal on earth I’ll ever have. My mouth closes over her clit, sucking, while she tries to rock her hips. My grip on the backs of her thighs holds her still.

“Oh, fuck,” she breathes out, her pants and little sobs filling the room.

I don’t let up, just continuing flicking and circling her clit with my tongue before sliding it down to probe and lick her tight hole. I drink up every last drop of her juices before ghosting my thumb over her clit again, pushing her over the edge into an orgasm. Her back arches off the bed and one of her hands lands on my head, her fingers tangling in my hair. The sensation sends shivers across my heated skin and my own hips buck into the mattress, desperate to be inside her. I lick her through it, enjoying the way my name falls from her lips over and over

Only when she relaxes and her legs fall to the side do I ease up. Sitting back, I’m greeted with another perfect sight. Blood from my cheek is painted along the inside of her thighs, mixing with her juices. I think I come a little. My hand runs down the shaft of my cock, using the pre-cum forming at the tip as lube. There is only one thing better that I can think of than having her covered in my blood.

I move up her body until my cock head is notched at her opening and I can reach her lips with mine. I take her mouth aggressively, forcing her to taste herself on my tongue. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling my body tighter to hers. Right as I push inside her sweet pussy, I bite her fucking lip.

“Ah!” she cries out, her eyes widening and filled with desire at the same time her hips jump into mine.

“Shh, I got you,” I soothe her. Blood pools on her bottom lip, the sight making my heart hammer in my chest. I use my fingers to pinch her lip and let the blood droplets collect on the pads, before painting them over my dried blood already on her chest. The color turns from crimson to almost maroon, deepening and darker. “Fuck that looks good.”

Her eyes look down and she blushes. “You like it?”

“I fucking love it. I think this may be my new favorite color,” I tell her before kissing her again, tasting the metallic tang on my tongue. “You’re so damn perfect,” I praise her. Riley’s face softens and her legs tighten on my hips, driving my cock deeper inside her.

“You’re pretty perfect too,” she replies, her voice laced with lust, her fingers running along my jaw.

I can’t hold back anymore. My thrusts turn aggressive, my dick trying to get as deep inside her as it can after being separated for so long. I pound into her fiercely, hoping that every stroke will convey how much I love her and that us being apart is not an option. I can’t live without her near me. Her pussy flutters around my cock, pulling it deep inside her. I thrust again, holding myself there.

“Fuuuck.” Her core tightens and pulses around me, strangling me with her orgasm. “Fuck yes, babe. Choke my cock.”

“Reign, oh god.” She arches and writhes against me, coming and coming.

She feels like heavens and hell combined and I don’t know how I’ll ever walk away from her. I have to make sure for both of us that it’s never an option. I fuck her until she comes down, until her hips start slowly building up a small rhythm again. It might take all my will power but my girl isn’t leaving this bed until she comes again.

“Reign, I need—” She whimpers and I cut her off by pulling out.

“I’ll give you what you need, babe, but first I need you to promise me something,” I murmur, studying her face intently.

Her eyes roam over my face and down my chest to where I slowly am sliding my dick through her folds, skating over her clit, making her feel good but holding back. She frowns in frustration when her hips thrust into me, but I pull back. “Nah uh. Tell me what I want to hear first.”

“I love you,” she responds, her voice hoarse.

My heart swells. “I love you, Riley. Now tell me what else,” I growl.

“I won’t turn them in.”

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